More On What Happened.

Also at Oakwood Hospital there was this poor, short, fragile, crippled blind woman. I think her name was Evelyn. And her daughter was obviously abusing her. Abusing her physically and psychologically. Throwing her to the floor and yelling at her. And the staff at Oakwood Hospital agreed that it was happening, but they did nothing. Nothing at all to help her in any way. And then they got angry at her for complaining about it. Telling her it was her fault for speaking up. I thought at the time maybe there was some reason why they did nothing. Maybe rules of patient confidentiality, or maybe they weren't required to report it. But I recently found out that Michigan had reporting requirements for elder abuse when it happened, 1987. But I guess the lesson that they were trying to give was that we should just accept our abuse. As I've made clear, I've never believed that. I just was never raised that way, to have so little respect for myself that I would feel I just had to accept people's abuse. I've never accepted it. And if that's people's view of me here. Wayne County Probate Court, the police and Eric. That I have less status and less value the they or other people in this world, and they can treat me that way, and then I have to just accept their abuse, I've found one solution. I need to get more people involved and expose what them for who they are and what they did to me. Expose it and repeat it till the day I die. At first I wasn't sure at first if I was allowed to tell what I went thru. But now I know I can, and now I know I will. Always bringing up those three talking points. And I think I recently added a fourth, I'll have to look it up. Till the day I die.